This is a song about "Bob s burgers"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

S queezys very bold

Hand to hand in the cold

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,